Hi I know it has been a long while since I uploaded any chapter for this sotry of any of my stories in general. I didn't give up on them I just had life getting in the way of me progressing the story. I only had two chapters for this story for months and it was a struggle to write more and more because I didn't have the will to devote any time to this at that point in time. I guess I was on a long hiatus of sorts. Hopefully I don't take to long for the coming chapters but who knows. I have a full time job but hopefully I can make some time for myself to continue this story because I really like the idea that I started with. All I can hope is that people keep reading. Also please remember I have no beta so editing is done by only me and I know I probably miss quite a bit. If you find anything I surely don't mind the help. :) I hope everyone has had a great Holiday season thus far. :)
My relationship with Michael is less complicated than I thought it would be. We of course still take precautions but I am so happy but I have been less than truthful to Michael. It is for good reason though. I have secretly been making lesson plans for prospective classes to teach at PCU. PCU asked me to create different lesson plans for classes I may teach and if I don't actually end up taking the job they will give the outline to another educator so they are not lost or worse they have to cancel the class. It is harder than I thought to create the lesson plan because as my relationship with Michael progresses he spends more time in my apartment. Michael spends most nights here (which I totally love even though he hogs the covers sometimes) and I have to wait until he is asleep to continue the work for my lesson plans. I am so paranoid I don't even save it on my computer I upload it into my alternate OneDrive account. I am actually almost done with them and I will send a copy to the department chair when they are complete.
Michael actually almost caught me red-handed but thankfully I came up with the excuse of my sister wanted to Skype with me and that was why I was still up. I feel like he knows I am hiding something from him and I don't want to fuel his insecurity because if this was reverse I know I would feel somewhat the same that Michael were hiding something from me. I hope he knows how much he means to me.
I make a promise to myself to tell him as soon as they make the decision and until then I don't want there to be a bias. I have about three weeks left with ELQ before they make a decision on who to keep and how to give the boot. I feel like I have a good chance of getting a job and I think my presentation is coming along rather nicely and I still complete all the tasks assign to me.
"Mai, what are you doing out of bed it's almost two in the morning?" Shit Michael is coming we actually don't have work tomorrow but we are leaving for New York City and I am so thankful OneDrive automatically saves everything you do and I shut the laptop and slowly walk to the kitchen and I think on my toes to make a hot chocolate. Something like this will take time and will explain why I am not in bed with Michael.
Michael comes walking into the kitchen in nothing but his boxers and it distracts me. He looks so cute half asleep and dragging himself towards me. He starts hugging me and I wrap myself around him. Having a boyfriend is nice but having a boyfriend like Michael is just beyond words. He knows I am a virgin and doesn't pressure me and I know that he is going to be the one I give it too. I want to do it in New York City after we have a day where we can be a real couple there.
"You never answered my question Mai?" I realize I never did.
"I couldn't sleep and I decided I want to have hot chocolate but I don't want it from a microwave." It isn't really a lie if I actually do want hot chocolate is it?
"Okay... let's make some hot chocolate. I kinda want some too now that you started talking about it."
I get the milk from the fridge and put it in a pot and set it on the stove on low. I can't wait to use my hot chocolate from Sarabeth's it is so good!
"Are you happy with us going into the city?" Michael puts his arms around me and it the action makes me exhale.
"Yeah I have always wanted to just explore what it has to offer."
"Well we can do that and much more." Even though I haven't done the deed doesn't mean we have been innocent. Michael has been making sure I have been satisfied with everything he gives me and I have returned the favor and then some.
I finish making our hot chocolates and I know Michael likes his with little marshmallows so I add some. Sometimes I can't believe the luck I fell into. I came here for a career and I may get that and so much more. I am doing well with ELQ and my relationship with Michael is something that makes me happier than a coke after a trying day.
"What are you thinking about right now?" Michael brings me out of my thoughts.
"I was just thinking to myself how did I get so lucky to have found you." I reach for his hand to let him know this is nothing but the truth.
"I feel the same way completely... It's sappy but I didn't know I needed you until you appeared in my life. You kind of change my outlook on how happy a relationship could make me feel. You are making me realize how support is vital to my success." Michael's words have this dueling effect on me it overwhelms me that I can't catch my breath but it also calms me and it makes me feel like I can function.
"Michael know that I care for you so much and I promise you will always know that." I really do mean it and these last couple of months have been incredible but I am withholding from him but for good reason. I want my decision to be completely my own. I know Michael would never push in one direction or another but just talking about it can sway me into going a certain way. I will only make my decision when they decide who is getting the job. My lesson plan is for the most part done anyways. I am just starting out so I have entry-level history courses and I will have to go for my doctorate in the near future if I go down the history lane. I have decided I will tell him soon but it doesn't lessen the guilt I feel right now. He is looking at me like I hung the moon and I am keeping secrets.
"Babe... I think that hot chocolate really did the trick for you." Was Michael saying something. I couldn't hear anything and the last thing he said just brought me out of my reverie.
"Yes I think it did. Let's go to bed..." I am not really sleepy but I feel I can make myself because I want this to end. I feel bad and guilty and I don't like this feeling taking hold in me.
Hopefully the trip will take my mind off of things. We make our way back to the bedroom and I reach for Michael and will myself to relax and let my dream come to me. I feel Michael's body hum and I figure he is saying something but its all hazy I never latch on because I have fallen.
When I woke up I could already hear the shower which is funny because I usually get up before Michael. I decide to get the last of my things for our weekend in New York City. I never got to explore New York only quite little of it from the cab ride from the airport. Michael is jam packing the sight seeing for me and I am beyond excited. I got to the bathroom and do what I can minus the shower. I start brushing my teeth as Michael finishes his shower and don't really notice until his wet arms circle around me. Swallowing a mouth full of toothpaste and spit when you are not trying to is not the sexiest way of encountering one's boyfriend but this would happen to me of all people. I bend over to cough into the sink and this awkward position just adds to the embarrassment that I can't even voice because I am still cough/choking on minty spit.
"Fuck I'm sorry Mai... I didn't mean to scare you." Michael awkwardly removes his hands from my waist and tries to pat my back like that will help me at all. After I get my coughing under control I look up at him. And we just stand there in silence not sure of what to do next. Michael just starts laughing and my eyes just narrow at him. He caused all of this and he dares laugh at me.
"Damn I don't mean to laugh I really don't but this is just too ridiculous not to laugh at." I look at myself in the mirror and Michael is right. I have my hair a mess... crust in my eye... toothpaste foam everywhere including on my jammies and my eyes glassy from all the coughing and I laugh at myself a little.
"I am really sorry for spooking you though." He hugs me from behind again and this time I am ready for it and kisses my neck. My mind is really content with this action I feel like I am in love. I am in love with Michael and now I am so sure of it. Of all places to come to this realization but I am sure of it as if it were a sixth sense. I don't know what this means but I am content and afraid at the same time.
How does one handle being in love? Rationally I can surmise this but I was always on the outside of it only a casual observer but now that it is me I don't know what it means... Michael utters something and I absentmindedly nod. I don't actually know what he said but he lives the bathroom right after and I guess it's to leave and get dressed and wait for me to do the same. My shower goes without any incident and I am ready to conquer New York City.
I tell Michael we should not take his car into the city and just take a cab. I don't think anyone would be expecting Michael to be taking a cab ride in the morning and less likely to be with someone who works for his company or someone he is related to. Maybe my paranoia is getting the best of me but when he agrees he sees my point it makes me feel a little more justified in my paranoia. I make him call an out of town cab to pick us up hopefully no one recognizes him.
I get more excited about the trip once we get out of Port Charles it's as if everything is getting more real and this mini-vacation is something that I need right now. All the stress of hoping to make to make the cut and being in a new place has taken a toll on me that I haven't really noticed until now. Right now I don't have to worry about finishing a deadline or about the business project I am just a person having a relaxing trip with my boyfriend.
I take a mini-nap on Michael's shoulder. I am not really tired but I didn't really have the greatest night's sleep last night.
I feel a gentle tapping on my cheek and its Michael waking me up with a smile. We are here I see all of the lights and I let myself get lost in it for a second in a city that is arguably the most talked about city in the world.
We got into our hotel and check in and my goodness this is hands down the nicest hotel I have ever seen in my life. I never really noticed Michael's wealth before until now but my goodness you can feel the money that it took to create and maintain this hotel. It is not gaudy or anything but you can tell this is a place where the wealthy take refuge away from their everyday lives. It makes me stop for a minute and maybe this is another reason I don't want anyone to know about my relationship with Michael. It was always the below the surface and I never really noticed thus far until I was confronted by it. I don't want anyone thinking I am some kind of gold digger or using a wealthy guy to get a greencard by getting into a relationship with a rich guy. I don't even need a green card but from the outside in I look like some Mexican in the U.S. latching on to the first American she sees but this one just happens to be obscenely rich in every pore of his being.
"Is everything okay?" Michael is searching my face no doubt trying to find out why my sudden abrupt change in mood. I am not upset or mad but this newly uncovered revelation has me feeling a little unsettled.
"Yeah I am coming to the realization that this city can be a little overwhelming. I just needed a second to wrap my head around it for a second." This answer seems to unfurrow Michael's brow and he is smiling once again with his smile and it blinded by love and I feel a little bit guilty but I need to bury it or else Michael will pick up on it and won't let it go. We get to our room and it's not even a room it's a suite probably bigger than most people's apartments who live in this city. The windows give such an impressive view I get pulled into it and just stare at the landscape and the lights.
"Its beautiful huh?" Michael has this way of popping up out of nowhere either my senses are to slow or he is really just stealthy I don't know.
"Yes it is quite beautiful. I haven't been able to travel to the most recognizable cities with notable skylines but this one is nice but I reckon I will always be partial to the skyline of Tenochtitlan. At night it feels like the city never ends the city looks like it extends to infinity and the history behind it only adds to the prestige. I think I will always favor the Mexican sight."
"I think I just might too..." I just look at him in confusion I would expect him to start a debate about which is better... I know Americans can be very argumentative that New York City anything is better than anyone else's. "I mean I could see my viewpoint if I were to see it of course. I have been to Mexico before but never the capital. I do know it's the biggest city in the hemisphere so I can vaguely imagine how it looks at night. Like even people here argue on which city has the best skyline. People from Chicago swears its their city. People from here swear its New York's and so on." The first part of Michael's follow up is quite stuttered but it picks is up in eloquence and confidence by the end."
"Hmm I guess an argument could be debated. I know everything could be subjective but I know no Tapatio who would ever utter Guadalajara's skyline could actually rival Tenochtitlan's. Other Mexican cities can fight about who has the best skyline amongst each other but the capital can rival any other "world" city". It would just be that bias for one has for their city to say it is the best."
"I think the only way we can better settle this debate is by visiting all these world cities." It brings a smile to my face that Michael utters something like this because it speaks of the future and how he sees a part for me in it and coming here seems like it is becoming more and more the best decision I could have made. I am really happy and in the most unexpected of ways and it has been a long time since I have been ecstatic for the future. I try to be content and rational but my heart beats faster and I feel the most carefree in my life by far. I am so used to being sensible and focused but I do that here but I also have a balance to my life now that I am actually living one.
"I guess I can't be up for that. Be careful of what you say Michael because I will drag you to every museum and monument if we do that. Business my make use of my mind but history has my heart."
He says nothing but the silence feels loud. Although nothing is being said everything is becoming clearer and I say the most irrational thing I can say in this moment.
"I love you Michael." Something in those blue eyes change like he is solving a puzzle and saying feels like everything is coming full circle.
"Te quiero tambien mi amor." Shock is the first reaction I have when I hear Michael speaking perfect spanish with a Cuban accent.
"Mi padre es cubano ... Yo puedo hablar español." He just shrugs an answer like this is not big news.
"Pensé que eras sólo algunos gringo que sólo hablaban Inglés. Hmm...no esperes que yo sé hablar cualquier otro idioma. Yo sólo sé hablar Inglés y Español. Así que no puedo ser ese hombre sexy que dice palabras dulces al oído en cualquier idioma. Pero con mucho gusto hago en español si te hace tan emocionado como eres ahora." Michael is really turning me on with this spanish right now.
I jump and latch myself on him like an octupus and just start kissing him like a crazed person. Michael is carrying me to the bedroom and I have never been so sure of something in my life. He drops me on the bed and he pulls his lips away from mine and I whine from this loss. I certainly did not have my fill and I look at him in annoyance and he either doesn't know or care right now. I maneuver my upper body a little to take off my top and bra and Michael is making quick work of my pants and practically ripping my underwear from my body and diving head first into my crotch.
This is something I never get tired my hand reaches into Michael's hair and give him gentle pulls to come closer as if that is actually possible. Michael's face is crushed into my pussy even without my help. His enthusiasm in the task is really taking its toll on me. I feel have goose flesh all over as if I would be cold but I feel like a low flame has been set and it only starts to get hotter. I can hear my heartbeat within my ears as if I am wearing a stethoscope and make out less and less of the room until everything is black. Mmm Michael is slowly becoming my favorite pastime.
Michael starts moving and I reckon it is lie on the bed but I am not done with him.
I somehow find the feeling in my legs again because I wrap them around his head before he can get his back to lie down beside me.
"I am not done with you yet. I still want more."
"Babe what could you possibly want more of?" Things can really go over Michael's head sometimes I swear.
I pull my left from him and slip it below his body and keep descending until I reach my destination. Michael just moans when toe traces a line on his dick.
Michael's eyes search mine it seems he has to have caught on to what I want gets to his knees and make quick work of his remaining clothes.
"Mai... are you sure you want to do this because you know we don't have to do anything right?"
I say nothing all I do is wraps my legs around his waist and tug him closer. Centimeter by centimeter I feel this pressure building and he gently reaches my hymen and it blocks him from going any further. He just looks at me and says nothing. He just stares at me and I feel like he may just stop and pull out it feels like minutes have past by but the reality is begs to differ. Part of my pussy feels heavy and I feel some pressure and then Michael thrust and it feels like I have been punched from the inside it truly steals my breath. The pain from this is unlike anything I have ever felt. It's in such a tiny place the pain is acute but highly magnified and I cry a little because it fucking hurts.
Michael doesn't move at all he just stays there kissing my face and let's me have my time to gather myself from the pain from my hymen is gone but the pressure of having something so big in me remains and Michael never moves all he does is just repeats declarations of love for me in spanish. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him on the lips and nod for him to continue and he goes slow and never strays from my eyes. Everything after my hymen breaking feels wonderful but then Michael slides across a place within me that had my rolling my eyes without my volition.
"Miguel otra vez!" He starts doing it again and more frequently and feel the pressure building again and he starts rubbing my clit and I crush his body to mine and my hands move everywhere across his back. He grunts into my neck and bites me it is the last thing I feel before everything fades away and I just feel the static. I can vaguely feel him keep going with no pace or finesse just pounding in me through my orgasm and while he is chasing his orgasm it just elongates mine and just get shivers all over body and then I can feel all of Michael surging within me when it finally hits him. He just lies on top of me breathing hard like he just finished a long run. He slips out of me and pulls me closer to him. His head is in the crook of my shoulder and his arm wraps around me and the only thing that could make me feel even better than I do now is... if we were under the covers because the now that we have stopped having sex I can notice that the room is freezing.
"Querido... estoy frío." Michael gives me a kiss on the cheek and gets up to pull the covers back and I I pull them from my side but just lift my body instead of get off the bed and I gravitate to my love and settle my head on his chest and although it is early in the day I cannot imagine doing anything other than sleeping right now. Michael wraps an arm around me again and starts saying soothing words to me and has me out like a light.